Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Interiors (song For Willem De Kooning)
Manic Street Preachers - Interiors (song For Willem De Kooning) слова песни
(Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore; Lyrics: Nicky Wire)Who sees the interiors like young Willem once didYour beautiful triangle of distortionNow you seem to forget it so muchWho sees the interiors like young Willem once didSay you can remember say where is the tomorrowSay where you`re coming fromSay what you have left usAre we too tired to try and understandThat nothing is nothing on that we dependTake my hand together and we will cryIt really makes no differenceTo what we see inside to what we see insideWho sees the interiors like young Willem once didA beautiful landscape of your nationAnother era is not forthcomingWho sees the interiors like young Willem once didSay you can remember say where is the tomorrowSay where you`re coming fromSay what you have left usAre we too tired to try and understandThat nothing is nothing on that we dependTake my hand together and we will cryIt really makes no differenceTo what you see insideWhat you see insideSay you can remember say where is the tomorrowSay where you`re coming fromSay what you haveAre we too tired to try and understandThat nothing is nothing on that we dependTake my hand together and we will cryIt really makes no differenceTo what you see inside to what you see inside(c) 1996 Sony Music Publishing Ltd.